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"Yes, I do. My father decided that if I was going to keep working the way my mother did before she died I needed a gallery to show off all my work." She smiled, her eyes lighting up as she spoke of her mother.

"Of course I'm serious." She laughed, her hand tracing down his side again. "You'd be a perfect model, darling. I'd love to sculpt you."
 
"Then you shall," he proclaimed proudly, laughing. "So will this be like King David... and if so, how will I keep m guy from... growing as you are there in front of me?"

The very thought made him roar with laughter; he was immensely pleased that she enjoyed his body.
 
Alex laughed, struggling to compose herself in order to answer him. "I... I was going to let you decide if you wanted to pose nude or not, or if you would rather me just do a bust." She kissed his cheek softly.
 
Aaron's mind was going a thousand miles an hour with the possibilites.

"You're the artist..you decide. I'll simply be your humble subject," he said with mock humility. He was aware, however, that an erection was forming with this discussion.

He tried to steer the conversation differently, to control himself. "Tell me more about your mother. How are you like her? And what... happened?"
 
Stephanie backed away for a moment and smiled at him, she pulled off her shirt and bra and let them fall to the floor. She leaned back in, kissing him, she slipped a hand in his pants, rubbing his hardness through his boxers. "Then take me." she said kissing his neck and running a hand along his back under his shirt.
 
"Well, we'll decide that later." She laughed. "My Mom was full blooded Cheyenne, and when I was three, she was diagnosed with Leukemia. I'd only been to the reservation once before she got sick, right after I was born, because her mother wanted to see me. When Mom got sick, we moved to the reservation because her mother thought that it would help her get better. The moment she laid eyes on me, Grandmother said that I was born with my mother's spirit, because I look just like her, and I behave like she did. I have her same spirited nature and her talent for art." Alex paused, biting her lip softly. "She was in remission for awhile, and though she was still kind of weak, Mom made the entire house light up with her spirit. When I was seventeen, Mom's cancer came back, and well... it took her really quickly... she passed away in six months time..." Alex gave a soft sigh, looking down at the table.
 
Aaron's heart broke at her story, but he was totally out of his league; what the hell was he supposed to say to that. He opened his mouth, and out came these words.

"Alexandra... I'm really... sorry. I can't even imagine. I grew up without a dad... never had one around ever... but to lose my mom... wow, I can't imagine."

He breathed in deep, his mind spinning. Whatever he did, he didn't want to say the wrong thing.

"I'm just really, really sorry."

But what he couldn't say, when she looked up at him, she saw... for there was a single tear staining his cheek.
 
"Aaron, it's ok. I miss her, but I had seventeen great years with her. I'm ok, now." She gripped his hand for a moment, looking up. Her slender hand reached up, wiping the tear away with her thumb. "Don't cry..." Her lips met his in a soft kiss.
 
Chris didn't need multiple invitations. He pulled her to himself, kissing her deeply, before pulling off his clothes. Very soon fully undressed, he lay her onto his bed and reached for the zipper for her black skirt.

He wiggled it off of her body, and took a moment to admire her body, her full breasts falling to the side, only her panties remaining.

"May I?" he asked, as he reached for the elastic of her panties. The question was pretty much of a formality.

He lowered her panties, slipping them off her left, then right foot. He then began to kiss up her body, starting with her foot, pausing to long for a moment at her soft mound. As his kisses trailed up her upper body, he spent a few moments at each breast before meeting her lips with his own.

He was not yet on the bed; he still needed to reach in the dresser drawer for a condom.
"I've just come... to really care... for you..." His voice was deep, quiet.

He took the hand that had wiped his tear and kissed it, tasting the saltiness there.

"Thank you... for letting me... in your life."

His lips pressed to her; the kiss was not especially sexual, but was filled with a vast amount of love.
 
Jaycie smiled at him, and then shook her head.

"Demanding, aren't we?" She stated, giggling slightly.

She let her eyes wander over him, stopping upon his bulge. She smiled.
Rylee smirked at him, and then slipped a hand through her hair.

She listened to him talk, speaking about 'The Ranch' she nodded.

"Well, I want to go back home, and clean up. Of course I can still dance...." She said, "All I can hope for is that you can dance better then you can play soccer." She giggled.
 
"I care about you too." She smiled up at him, her eyes sparkling slightly, and she let out a soft smile. "Thank you... for being in my life..." Her lips connected with his, and she felt a rush of affection and love for him as they kissed. Her thumbs caressed his cheeks, and she closed her eyes for a moment.
 
Stephanie moaned as he kissed all over her warm body. "Oh Chris.." she breated heavily. She then realized he wasn't on the bed yet. She remembered that they didn't need to use a condom, and she wrapped her lags around his waist and pulled him fully on top of her. She kissed him softly, and ran her fingers in his hair.
 
Aaron absorbed the warmth of the kiss, amazed how this girl... this woman... had captured his heart.

Finally their kiss broke. Was it a moment, or twenty minutes? It would be impossible to tell.

They moved back, just slightly, their eyes connecting.

And then something changed. Aaron broke the silence. "We gotta eat... we need to get out of here. There's something I want to show you!"

With that, he picked up on last piece of pizza, and starting eating it, glancing at Alex with a look that said, Well, c'mon... we need to be going...
 
"Oh..." She arched a delicate eyebrow and grinned, picking up one last slice of pizza. It wasn't long before she finished, and she looked back at him. "Now, what is it you want to show me?" Her hand slid along his thigh slowly.
 
Chris had just wanted to make sure; and now he was. Her coaxing brought him up to the bed, her legs enveloping him as that he was poised directly above her.

The tip of his hardness was pressing to her opening; he held himself up with arms extended, allowing him a wonderful view of her body, her hair spread on his pillow, her breasts laying soft, inviting.

His tongue extended just past his lips as his hips tightened, his cock's tip brushing against her... ready to enter.
Aaron's fingers laced with his after he had pulled some money from his pocket. He took one last sip of his soda, and slid from the seat.

"C'mon... I think you'll love this."

The hurried back to the House, and he ran inside, bumming a set of keys from Stan, who drove a gas guzzler; that was the down side, the up side being that Stan always let anyone borrow his car.

"Hop inside, Baby... I have something to show you!"
 
Alex couldn't help but giggle as they hurried to the house and borrowed a car. As she slid into the seat, she grinned at him. "Aaron... where are we going?"
 
"Not meaning to be demanding," Andy assured her. "I'm just... eager."

With that, he slipped out of his shorts, along his thick pink member to point directly at her.

He was very aware -- and pleased -- with where her focus was turned.

"I'll gladly remove them for you... I just don't want to violate my promise to please you... without hands."
"Patience, child," he smiled. "You're gonna love it... I think." And then he thought a moment. "No, I know you're gonna love it."

The car's motor roared into action. Two dollars worth of gas gone before they backed out of the driveway.
"Fair enough," Mark agreed, and drove her to her dorm so she could change. "It's nothing too fancy, so jeans and the like will be just fine, I promise," he told her, as she left to go up to her room.

He was counting on just waiting out by his car.
 
She grabbed his hand, kissing it lightly. "But patience isn't really one of my strong points, Aaron." She laughed, taking a deep breath. "But I guess I'll have to try, especially if you say I'll love it."
 
Aaron drove the old car east and then south out of town, heading down an ancient road that he was sure Alex had never seen.

"Oklahoma's pretty flat... right?" He'd certainly never been there, but his mental images of Oklahoma were all of flat prairies with little else.

About 30 or 35 minutes later, he turned off the main road down a side road that was paved but just barely... until they came to a heavily wooded area with lots of rolling acerage.

He pulled over by the side of the road and jumped out, opening her door and taking her by the hand.

They followed a worn path through the trees, the leaves sheltering them from the sun. Silently they proceeded, until they heard the sound of running water. He led her around a ridge, and a stunning site opened before them.

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"There," he said proudly... as though he had created the small but wide cascading waterfall. "Isn't that gorgeous? I wanted you to see it. It's beauty reminds me... of you!"
 
Alex watched the scenery for a moment as they drove out of town, her mind racing with wonder as they headed out. "Yeah, Oklahoma is fairly flat, and dull." She laughed. Thirty minutes later they were pulling off the main road, and Alex raised an eyebrow at him. When he jumped out of the car and opened the door she took his hand, following him into the woods. "This is interesting." She murmured, ducking as they moved under the trees. Her eyes widened as the waterfall came into view, and she let out a soft gasp. "Oh, Aaron, Aaron it's beautiful." A soft blush colored her cheeks as he said it reminded him of her. "Aaron, I'm not half as beautiful as this." Her arms slid around him,, and she stood on her toes, her lips brushing his in a tender and warm kiss."
 
Aaron couldn't help but tease his lover.

"You're right... you're not half as beautiful as this... You're twice as beautiful... for you are alive... and you are... mine."

The final word was spoken with a huge amount of warmth as he blanketed her in his strong arms.
 
"Well I am alive and I am most definitely yours." She laughed, pressing close to him as he wrapped her in his arms. She kissed him again, this time a bit deeper, and her hands trailed over his neck for a moment. "I am all yours..." She whispered, her lips brushing his earlobe.
 
Rylee smiled at him, as he spoke. "Alrighty." She stated, simply.

She let her eyes meet his, as she got out and went up to her dorm room.

She got to her room, unlocked it, and went inside. Going straight to her closet, she was happy that her roommate wasn't there.

She went to her closet, and started digging through her clothes. Finding a pair of jeans, she slipped into those, and then began looking for a top.

Finally finding one, she slipped it over her head. Brushed her blonde hair, and washed her face. Then she put some make up on, finished the look with some big hoop earrings.

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Jaycie smirked at him, and raised an eyebrow.

Slipping a hand through her hair, as she watched the last of his clothing fall to the ground.

She nodded to him, and smiled. Finally slipping off her panties. She moved towards him, wrapping her arms around his neck.
 
"Oh Chris, I need you." Stephanie moaned with desire. He was driving her crazy. She wanted him so badly, to feel him inside her. She ran a hand on his back, the other at his neck. She kissed him softly.
 
Aaron led his lover to a rocky area, and had her stand on a flat stone that raised her up about eight inches... just high enough that their lips -- and bodies -- could align perfectly.

They kissed, deeply, passionately. And then he spoke again.

"When I need to clear my head, I've come out here for entire afternoons by myself; I don't think anyone else has ever discovered it."

A mischievous glint appeared in his eyes. "So we'll likely the have the place all to ourselves.... if you'd like."

He had no doubt she knew what was on his mind.
 
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